82.
So armen Irus merckt dat Dieven in den Nacht
Syn Huys door-snuffelen, hy over0luyde lacht:
Wat (secht hy) meynt ghy doch hier (in den nacht) te spíen,
Daar ick (by Klaaren dach) niet stelens weert kan sien.
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